[There is very little sexy to be found in feeding gruel to a bedridden patient, if you ask Kiritsubo. Sure, there’s some appeal in potentially seeing a person in a new, warm light, when exposed to their capacity as a caregiver, but… is it a fun play?

This is, though. Or rather, it could be… if she didn’t keep attracting such dreadfully smooth-faced women. Interesting, yes, the karma swimming on skin betrayed more than expressions, but come now… It’s a party.

One Kiritsubo seems intent on enjoying to the fullest, it seems. Plush lips close sensually around the grape offered to her, and instead of taking the fruit in whole, a far more practical choice, she nibbles a careful bite of it first, tongue lapping suggestively over the exposed flesh and juices to make sure it didn’t spill from the corners of her mouth and drip across her face or down her throat. A low hum of approval could likely be felt in fingertips before she takes in the remaining bite…]

Delicious~

[And only then fixes the other woman with a playful look- just mischievous enough that most would miss the appraisal beneath. She isn’t interested in doing interrogations about this place or how she got here or who ran it, but there are questions couched in others that can do the same work for much less seriousness. Like the seemingly vapid, selfish way that she says,]

I didn’t have this visit on my original itinerary, but… they sure know how to treat a lady here, don’t they?